Even the lower piece was revealing my assets in a most seductive manner. I brushed my hair and went down.I entered the hall and stood transfixed. My m...ther in law was chatting with two men. They were respectfully standing with folded arms. Swati draped herself on sofa rather carelessly with legs parted and cunt clearly visible as hooks of night gown were undone. They were looking fresh, dressed in clean, crisp cloths. I recognized them, they worked in fields and gardens of Satish’s. She stood tall and eligant as we waited for the elevator. We really didn't have much time over dinner for me to tell what would happen over the rest of the night and so I took her for coffee at one of the bars. There I told her that when we got back to the room she would present herself naked except for the G string ,stockings and heels. She would stand in front of me and take her fingernails and rake them across her breasts to the tips of her nipples.It would be hard enough to leave red. I filled the tub and undressed. When I took off my panties, I saw a stain. It was probably his sperm. Looking at myself in the mirror and wondered what happened. I vowed never to do that again. I swore to be strong, but I couldn’t fight desire and lust.I got into the bathtub and closed my eyes, wondering what to do next. So many doubts. After a while, I calmed down. The warm water gave me a feeling of relief and peace. While my eyes were closed, I remembered that moment. The touch of his hands. ? It was a battle to keep from groaning but Jeanne managed it. ?Thank you Master.??You can have 20 strokes of the cane or you may lick my boots clean with your mouth.? With her face to the ground, Jeanne could not take a good look at her master’s boots but it had to be dirty with travel and it might even had droppings on it. It was an easy choice. ?I will have 20 strokes of the cane Master.? Jeanne managed to sound grateful. ?Thank you for your kindness, master.??Get back to work.? Her master.